The Fallen 4: Reckoning by Thomas E. Sniegoski

Author:Thomas E. Sniegoski [Thomas E. Sniegoski]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy, Fantasy fiction, Contemporary, Fiction, General, Body; Mind & Spirit, Juvenile Fiction, Fantasy & Magic, Supernatural, Angels, Archangels, Religious, Orphans, Angels & Spirit Guides, Fairy Tales & Folklore, Fairy Tales; Folk Tales; Legends & Mythology, Christian
ISBN: 9780689853081
Publisher: Simon and Schuster
Published: 2004-03-02T05:00:00+00:00

"No," Lehash said, tilting his head back andsniffing the air. "Maybe a little piece of it, but notHeaven in its entirety."

"The person who wrote the scroll is over thathill,"Gabriel said from beside Aaron, his snout pointed into the breeze.

"Where do you think we are, Lehash?"Aaron asked as they turned and followed theLab up a small hill.

"Looks to me like somebody built a littlehideaway smack dab between the here and thethere." The fallen angel removed his Stetson,combed back his long white hair with his fingers, and returned the hat to his head. "I'm surprised the dog was able to find it."

"I'm very special,"Gabriel reminded him.

"That you are," Lehash agreed, chuckling.

"I didn't expect anything like that," Aaronsaid suddenly. They had reached the top of thehill and he was pointing down toward a tiny cottage with dark brown shingles, tarpaper roof, and a rock foundation.

Clouds of thick graysmoke billowed out of a stone chimney, and hehad the impression that it was probably quitecozy on the inside.

"After all you've seen lately," Lehash saidleading them down the hill, "you can still be surprised?"

They stopped in front of the heavy woodendoor.

"He's in there,"Gabriel assured them, hiskeen nose twitching as he sniffed the air.

"Should I knock?" Aaron asked the fallenangel beside him.

Lehash shrugged. "Can't hurt to be polite, Iguess," he answered, and Aaron rapped hisknuckles on the door.

They waited, and when no response came,the gunslinger leaned forward and added hisown two cents.

Still nobody answered.

"We don't have the time for this," Aaron saidimpatiently. He reached out, grasped the knob,and pushed the door open. It was very darkinside. "Hello?" he asked, his voice echoingstrangely, and he quickly realized why. Theroom they entered was enormous, and he wasreminded of Scholar's library, although the size and opulence of this room put the fallen angel's residence to shame.

"Son of a bitch," Lehash said, looking at thecurved, hundred-foot ceiling and then the marble floor beneath their feet. "But then, what did I expect from a Malakim?"

Gabriel sniffed around the entrance, hisclaws sounding like tap shoes on the smoothstone floor, while Aaron admired the great stonepillars that flanked them on either side.

"How tall are these Malakim?" he asked, taking note of the gigantic double doors at theend of the hallway before them. The knockers, enormous lion heads holding thick metal rings,were at least thirty feet from the floor.

"They're extensions of God, fer cryin' out loud," the gunslinger growled. "They can be astall as they like."

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